A Moment in Destiny

Sylvie was clear that Miss Bonnie was jealous of Patriarch's bringing herself back to the Mccarthy family. Without her, the Mccarthy family was Bonnie's, but now Bonnie had to share with her.

She had always been the least willing to have something to do with such a rich lady, who was arrogant by virtue of her family background, but this woman was her half sister. “Miss Bonnie, I've never regarded myself as a socialite. Fame and fortune are just as transient as fleeting clouds. Patriarch is here, and it’s a charity dinner. I hope we can behave ourselves and not to become the attention the party. Or else people will laugh at us!"

Bonnie's eyes were bursting with fire. She raised her head and stepped forward. She said in a domineering way, lowering her voice, "Who are you? It’s not your turn to teach me how to do things!"

Then she took another look at Marley who was talking to Will not far away. Seeing that he didn’t pay attention to them, Bonnie said ironically. "It's hard to play with Marley, isn't it? Sylvie, he doesn't love you. I heard that he used to have a girlfriend who he loved deeply and they had lived together for five years. If it wasn't for Hughes Group's crisis, he wouldn't break up with his girlfriend!"

As soon as she spoke, Sylvie's heart trembled. She really didn't know that. No wonder Marley complained about her. With that, she turned to leave with calmness.

"Where are you going?" Bonnie scorned, reaching out to pull her dress belt.

"Let go of me. I don't want to fight!" Sylvie turned back, looking at her coldly. Her mind was in a messy at this time. Was she destroying Marley's happiness? She really did not know. She was filled with guilt suddenly. She intended to help him, but did not expect this.

Bonnie yelled with anger in her eyes, "Who is going to have a fight with you?"

"Let go!"

With a malicious smile, Bonnie looked down at Sylvie’s belt. Looking around at the people who were not paying attention to them, she pulled the belt hard and it was torn by her, small diamond falling down the ground. The dress was torn off by her and there was a hole on the waist, revealing Sylvie’s fair skin.

Sylvie sighed that Miss Bonnie was trying to made her look bad in public. She asked indifferently, "Is it enough?"

"No!" Bonnie snorted coldly and came to her. “If you dare to take over Mccarthy Group, believe it or not, I will kill you!" she threatened.

Sylvie said in a flat tone, "Even if I don't take over, Patriarch will not give it to you!"

"You..."

"You can hardly retain your composure!” Sylvie said cold, “Miss Bonnie, I think what you should do is to get the approval of Patriarch first, which will be the result of half the effort. Excuse me!"

Without caring about her provocation, Sylvie turned to the corridor. The belt of her dress was pulled off by Bonnie, and She really didn't know how to explain to Marley.

Just as she walked to the door, came the sound of the fierce footsteps behind her. Turning around, Sylvie was slapped.

"Slap..."

she saw Bonnie's angry face, and all

shock, or gloating , but none of them

that it was against the standard of a socialite to slap others in public. Besides, her grandfather was still there. As Bonnie thought of that, the expression on

there, motionless,

was devoid of any emotion, looked at

was stunned, too. He asked, “Mr Hughes, that's your

a tight

the presence of many elites. She

do? Sylvie was trying to figure out how to be less

over, followed by Will

Marley asked gently, showing a strong concern. He stroked her red and swollen cheek, in which a palm print was clearly

ached. He was acting to show these people. She deliberately dodged, but she could not. At the moment, he was her husband. If she dodged, he would be more

with a sharp eye. He asked slowly, "Miss Bonnie, Sylvie is my wife. Why did you slap

for words, questioned by Marley. Sylvie, who was in a trance turned her eyes to Marley. She didn't expect that Marley would come out for her. What should she say? Her

a

calmness, he stared at Bonnie with suppressed anger in his eyes, as if he

soon as his words came out, Bonnie put on a long

smile, she said calmly, “Marley, I'm fine! I'm sorry, everyone. The theme of today's banquet is "charity". Because of some personal disagreements, my sister is a little

eyes on her. Cassius was even more gratified that his granddaughter was like him when he was

care if Bonnie apologize or not. In public, she could smile so calmly with the clear red handprint

Sylvie’s calm, and he finally understand why Cassius would take her home. Bonnie, who was such a domineering girl, was not capable of taking over Mccarthy Group. What Mccarthy Group wanted was someone who was calm and could still deal with a smile when beings humiliated, and who could endure and have the ability to take over. At present, Sylvie was way much better than

is so elegant!"

granddaughter has the style

smiled faintly, and the people began

what to do, she was wrong. Sylvie’s words eliminated the embarrassment. She stared at Sylvie with tears in her eyes, feeling like being humiliated. It turned out that she was the one who was ashamed. She said hatefully with her hands clenched, "Sylvie, we'll

turned and walked

smiled at Sylvie and said, "You're

"Thank you, Mr. will, excuse me, I'll get my dress

who was examining her. There was a panic in her eyes. On Marley's angular face, his sharp and deep eyes gave her an invisible sense of oppression! It was no until he looked at her dress that he found out that her dress was broken, and the fair skin at the waist was so

to the guest room and